Graduation
Mr. Lancer stood at the podium on the gymnasium stage. Blue and yellow balloons hung from every corner in the gym. The students sat on the chairs in the front, their family in the back. As Mr. Lancer handed out the diplomas, he felt himself swallowing a lump when Danny Fenton, Tucker Foley, and Samantha Manson came up. Why? They were the most troublesome students the school's ever seen, pulling pranks nonstop. But as he looked out in the audience, he could see other faculty members tearing up. Indeed, the three had always been a pain, but they also always meant well.
Daniel was first grinning at him as he shook Lancers hand. He wore a simple black tux, his hair messy as always.
Tucker happily whooped, "I actually passed!" causing everyone in the audience to laugh. He wore a white tux, wearing his trademark beret.
Samantha smiled, saying with a grin, "Don't worry Mr. Lancer. I'll be back to save the frogs." Lancer chuckled. He always felt special that Sam had allowed him to call her Samantha. She wore a black dress studded with silver skulls, wearing her combat boots without a care in the world.
Indeed, Casper High would miss them. Mr. Lancer began his speech, not noticing when the three snuck out of their seats. When he wrapped it up, Lancer gave the signal for the balloons to drop.
Chaos ensued. The graduates screamed as the balloons burst, spraying multiple flavours of Kool-Aid on the audience and students.
"Hamlet!" Lancer shouted as a balloon exploded by his feet, staining his loafers with blue Kool-Aid. He then noticed three people missing. In disbelief, he looked up at the gym balcony, where Danny, Sam and Tucker were rolling on the floor, laughing hysterically.
"This so going on YouTube!" Tucker laughed, holding up his PDA.
Sam slapped the floor with the palm of her hand. "Oh, man. I-I can't br-breath."
Danny leaned against the railing to keep from collapsing. "Best. Prank. Ever."
"You are so dead, Fenton! You and your friends!" Dash hollered, wiping grape Kool-Aid from his face.
"My dress! You are so getting the dry cleaning bill, Goth girl!`` Paulina shrieked.
Lancer turned away and joined the rest of the staff as they marched up the steps to the balcony, trying not to laugh.
Lancer slammed the door open and faced the red-faced teens. ``FENTON, FOLEY, MANSON! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!``
Sam grinned at the sticky crowd below. ``GOODBYE, CASPER HIGH!`` The three shouted as they ran for the emergency exit and bolted outside.
Lancer smirked as Dash and his pals raced after them. There was a lake not too far from here, and if the three got caught...
Lancer chuckled. He would indeed miss those three.